Another version:

AIN'T NO GRAVE

CHORUS: Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down.
Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down.
When I hear that trumpet sound,
I'm gonna get up out o' the ground.
Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down.

Go down yonder, Gabriel. Put your foot on the land and sea.
Oh, Gabriel, don't you blow your trumpet until you hear from me.
I looked way over yonder, and what do you think I see?
I see a band of angels, and they're comin' after me.
Then I looked way down the river, saw the people dressed in white.
I knew it was God's people, 'cause I saw them doin' right. CHORUS

Goin' down to the river Jordan, and I'm gonna bury my knees in the sand,
Holler out "hosanna!" till I reach the Promised Land.
Then I looked way over yonder. What do you think I see?
I see a band of angels, and they're comin' after me.
So meet me, King Jesus, meet me. Won't you meet me in the middle o' the air.
If these new shoes kill me, I won't need another pair. CHORUS

[As sung by Crooked Still on their album "Shaken by a Low Sound," 2006.

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